Adultery Consequences by xleglover-COMPLETED

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"You're gonna do that with Stacy?" Mike asked his throat hoarse with excitement.

"I wish, but I can't," Jim said. "I'm never letting Darren get close to Stacy again. But Jen won't fall in love with Drums, right?"

"I don't think so," Mike said, his cock so hard.

Jen didn't go to the Bar Mitzvah with Drums, wanting alone time to call Mike. "Hi baby," Jen said as Mike answered the phone.

"How's San Antonio?" Mike asked brightly.

"God Mike it got so crazy last night," Jen said. She told him about Nicole.

"Seriously?" Mike said gawking into the phone.

"I know I got so fucked up last night," Jen said shamefaced.

"Don't feel bad, that's so hot!" Mike said excitedly.

Jen couldn't help laughing. "God men are all the same," she said laughing.

"Nicole's pretty?" Mike asked eagerly. "Did you take a picture?"

"Sorry no," Jen said with a giggle. "She's prettier than Allie maybe. She looks like a movie star. She's probably prettier than me."

"No one's prettier than you," Mike assured her.

"Whatever," Jen said laughing again. Mike always put her on a pedestal. Then she got serious. "Honey I did something terrible last night. I was so messed up, Frankie was too. He didn't use a condom. He came inside me."

Mike didn't respond, remembering his conversation with Jim. "Baby, say something," Jen said worriedly.

"It's okay," Mike finally said. "It was bound to happen sooner or later."

"You're not mad?" Jen asked.

"It was bound to happen eventually," Mike said. "Sex gets out of control sometimes."

"Yeah ..."

"Are you ovulating?" Mike asked.

"Not yet," Jen said. Wanting to come completely clean she added "I'm close though."

"... okay," Mike said after another long pause. "I'll be there for you honey," he promised. "I'm still the father right?"

"Of course you are!" Jen said immediately.

"I just want to make sure you haven't fallen in love with Drums," Mike said. He said it as a joke, but of course it was anything but.

"I haven't Mike," Jen said seriously. "I only love you."

"I want to finish the 9 weeks," Mike said. "I guess this is how a real relationship evolves. Eventually a girl doesn't make her boyfriend use condoms. She lets him cum inside her sometimes."

Jen frowned at that. "I don't mind finishing the 9 weeks, but I'm gonna make him use condoms," she said.

"Okay," Mike said. "I'm just saying, it's between you and Drums."

Jen stared into the phone. Her husband was telling her it was okay for her very fertile lover to be inside her without a condom, to cum inside her? Was that what he was saying? Jen knew Mike had a pregnancy fantasy, but this was real. Tom had been an accident. Was Mike telling her he wanted her to intentionally let Frankie get her pregnant?

"Mike, I need to ask you something," Jen said. "Your third wish ... do you want me to let another man get me pregnant?"

There it was, the big elephant in the room, the issue Mike and Jen had been dancing around for months. Now it was out in the open.

"I'm not sure," Mike said honestly. "It's something I've thought about."

"God Mike you're crazy," Jen said irritably. "I've played along with your fantasy. But I'm not going to let another man get me pregnant on purpose. What happened with Tom was an accident."

"Why are you getting mad?" Mike asked.

"Because sometimes your fantasies are crazy!" Jen said. "A baby isn't a game Mike!"

"Don't you believe I'll always love you? I'll always be there for you and the baby?"

That made Jen pause. She thought about their life together, how he'd always been there for her. "I don't doubt that Mike," she told him. "It's just –."

"Jen, I'm not even sure I can have children," Mike said, voicing something he'd been thinking about. "Think of all the times we've had unprotected sex. I never got you pregnant."

"People aren't rabbits Michael," Jen said scowling into the phone.

Mike took a deep breath, calming himself. "I know you like Drums a lot," he said. "You're having fun. I WANT you to have fun, to be wild. These memories will last us a lifetime after we stop playing. So I'm okay if you don't always make him use a condom. It's okay if it's spontaneous. It's up to you and Drums. That's all I'm saying honey."

"... okay," Jen said after a long pause, her anger subsiding as she listened to her husband's calm reasonableness. She knew her husband's fantasies, it was like an addiction with him. But how could she blame him? She lost control too, just look at what happened with Nicole last night. In the end, she was in control of what happened.

"I'm going to keep making Frankie use condoms," she told Mike. "But if something happens like last night I won't get so upset." After a moment she said "You won't hold it against me, right? If something really happens?"

"I promise baby," Mike said solemnly. "I'll always be there for you."

After hanging up with Jen Mike went to an internet café. He'd scouted it yesterday; there weren't any security cameras inside. He used hacker tricks to bounce around servers, so it looked like he was in India. Then he used a backdoor to get into Sapphire. He stayed in for 15 minutes, then he logged off. He used a hacker routine to delete his footprint on the computer. He wiped the keyboard with a Wet One, removing his fingerprints. He paid with cash and left.

"Mike Andrews just hacked into Sapphire, from an internet café in London," Trent told Colonel Banks, handing the CATF Director the report.

Banks read the report. The café didn't have cameras inside, but they'd tracked Andrews using traffic and ATM cameras leading up to the café. Also, the hacker routines he'd used to hide his presence were no match for the government's cyber security programs.

"He didn't do anything," Trent said. "Just looked around again."

Colonel Banks nodded, the report said the same thing. "Why is Andrews in London?" the colonel asked.

"Apparently he's helping his wife develop software for her job, some kind of marketing computer program," Trent said.

"Keep watching him," Banks ordered handing the report back to Trent. Colonel Banks looked out the window, thinking. Why was Andrews hacking in and not doing anything? What was he up to?

Drums got back around dinner time (it had been an afternoon Bar Mitzvah). He worried Jen was still in a bad mood.

To his surprise she met him at the door with nothing on but a smile and high heels. "I'm sorry I was such a bitch," she said kissing him. "It wasn't your fault."

They were fucking moments later. This time Drums wore a condom. It still felt fucking good!

"What happened?" Drums said after. Jen's head was on his chest, her leg over his. He had his arm around her and was stroking her soft blonde hair.

"Mike and I talked," she said, running her fingertips over his chest. "He said it's okay for us to be spontaneous. Since we don't have much time left."

"What do you mean?" Drums said.

Jen got up and sat Indian style on the bed next to him. She decided to come clean with Drums. "This game only lasts 9 weeks Frankie," she said. "We only have 4 weeks left."

"What?" Drums said shocked. "Who decided that?"

"Mike and I decided it, before we started," Jen said. "I should have told you sooner."

"Damn right you should have told me sooner!' Drums said angrily. "What, you think you're fucking game masters or something? Dicking around with people?"

"Baby I told you it was temporary," Jen said rubbing his arm.

Drums angrily pulled his arm from her, glaring at her. Then he squeezed his eyes shut and clenched his hands, willing himself to not lose it. "Listen Jen, I get I'm just temporary," he said trying to be calm and reasonable. "But I thought we'd just roll with it. Let it end naturally. Not some artificial deadline. What if I'm still into you and you're into me after 9 weeks? What then?"

"I don't know Frankie," Jen said, feeling terrible but not knowing what else to do. "That's just how it has to be. I have to go back to my life, with Mike."

"What about my life? What do I get?" he said angry and hurt.

"We got to be together," Jen said gripping his hand. "You knew this couldn't go on forever. But think of all the fun we've had."

"So this is what it's like to have a real girlfriend," he said sarcastically. "You dump me, I have no say in it. Sounds like the same thing to me."

They spent most of the rest of the night and the next morning in bed. Their sex was passionate but melancholy. Before leaving for the airport, Jen let him inside her again without a condom. He pulled out before cumming.

They parted at the airport. Jen felt bad on the flight home. She didn't love Drums but she cared for him.

When Mike got home later that night Jen was already asleep. He was disappointed, because he desperately wanted to make love to his wife. So much had happened that weekend, Mike was beyond himself with desire. He snuggled up to her and reached into the old t-shirt she wore and cupped her breasts, hoping to wake her up enough for at least a quickie. She protested sleepily. She kissed him hello, pulled his arm tight around her and promised "tomorrow morning baby, okay?"

But they didn't have sex the next morning, or any time the next day.

When Jen woke up Mike was already awake, looking into her pretty face and gently stroking her long blonde hair. "Hi honey," he said smiling. He kissed her and his hand went to her breast. He wanted her so bad!

"Hi baby," she said, smiling back and giggling at seeing her husband so clearly horny. Then she remembered Drums and her smile faded.

"What's wrong?" Mike asked. "Did something else happen this weekend?"

"I told Frankie about the 9 weeks," Jen said sitting up. "He wasn't happy."

"Oh," Mike said sitting up too. He understood why Drums wouldn't be happy, but there had to be an end to it. Every game has an end. Otherwise the game becomes life. "I don't want to make it any longer."

"I don't either baby," Jen assured Mike, rubbing his arm. "Longer wouldn't help anyway. He doesn't like the artificial deadline thing."

Mike shrugged. Tough shit. That was Drums's problem, not his. He put his arm around his wife and hugged her, kissing her head. "I missed you," he said.

"I missed you too," Jen said looking up into his face.

Mike so wanted his wife! She was his, her body belonged to him! He lowered his head and kissed her lips, his hand going to her breast again.

Jen didn't push him away, but she clearly wasn't into it, barely kissing him back at all. "What's wrong?" he asked.